Damien Hirst
Depression, Anger, Bargaining, Denial, Acceptance, 2008.
Butterflies and household gloss on canvas
If the rest of you out there are feeling the same things that I am this holiday season, it isn’t a stretch to say that the overall mood of this xmas is detachment. The country is going to shit, the police state is rapidly gripping its leathery hand tighter around our throats, and the idea of Big Brother’s ubiquity is neither alarming or astounding, simply commonplace it seems. This holiday season is packed full of too many electronic handcuffs for me this year, but I’m dealing. I think they call that coping…and new music is the cure. Get the remedy below, it goes well with egg nog and brandy, I promise.
Flying Lotus-Dead Man’s Tetris
Soul Donuts 